Hallowed be the Sacred Octagon.
Blessed are its many facets and blessed also the mysterious ways in which
it spins.
Grant me, O propaedeutical Polygon, the wisdom to weed out the prating
epistle from the propinquitous one. Grant me the strength to use mine
delete key assiduously. And grant me the patience to stay my tongue,
when it would lash out 'gainst a straying member of the brethren.
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Nancy Taylor nmtaylor@wam.umd.edu
Bethesda, MD--USA http://www.wam.umd.edu/~nmtaylor
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